Well, she won't be getting a card this Christmas.
My grandmother is moving back to Sweden probably this month or as soon as they help her find her passport. Her dementia is growing worse (as we figured it would when my grandfather died) and she needs someone to look after her. Last Saturday she lost her car and had to walk home four kilometers. She keeps talking about people stealing from her and threatening her. She's scared and confused and alone, and whatever else she's been in her life she is now an old woman who needs help.
Mom said it was Aunt L's time to step up now, cuz she has a very decent income, an equally well-paid fiancé, and a big house, and I crossed my fingers but said that she'd book a holiday trip or something to weasel out of it. Well, a trip would still mean a warm house for grandma to stay in, so instead they're renovating. But, she says, she can fix a hostel for grandma to stay in during the diagnostics.
Fuck. That. Bitch.
God.
(Grandma will not be staying in a hostel; Aunt E is making nice some space in her house down south. She can only afford to heat up one room enough for grandma's arthritis, but there will be a TV and a VCR, so grandma should be happy.
Are these two people even related?)
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Mom said it was Aunt L's time to step up now, cuz she has a very decent income, an equally well-paid fiancé, and a big house, and I crossed my fingers but said that she'd book a holiday trip or something to weasel out of it. Well, a trip would still mean a warm house for grandma to stay in, so instead they're renovating. But, she says, she can fix a hostel for grandma to stay in during the diagnostics.
Fuck. That. Bitch.
God.
(Grandma will not be staying in a hostel; Aunt E is making nice some space in her house down south. She can only afford to heat up one room enough for grandma's arthritis, but there will be a TV and a VCR, so grandma should be happy.
Are these two people even related?)
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